Loving Codymyer

They are so harsh others said, and they will peck you. They are mean She ignored their warnings and concentrated on loving her rooster Named him Codymyer a name that appeared to fit for some odd reason. He had a crow that would wake the hounds of Baskerville, and they lived in Nebraska. Codymyer followed her wherever she went; she had to drop out of school. She did not mind; what she was studying no longer held her interest. She was falling in love with her rooster; was this normal? It was for her anyway. They became a couple, deciding nothing would come between them. They allowed each other to have separate hobbies and interests. But the one rule was - we will always be each other’s best friend. And they were for twenty-three years, until Codymyer’s death. She was incredibly sad until a new rooster came to call. He was upbeat, friendly, and a wonderful neighbor. In a few years, she was in love for the second time. A rooster is only around for about twenty years. Was it worth the risk? Yes!